Monthly Archives: March 2015

Ready

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Tonight just under the surface,
there is a stirring in my soul.

A passion suppressed,
beyond the reach of my memory.

I feel it budding,
Pushing from behind my skin.

Craving to be freed,
from the darkness I’ve held:
too long,
too buried,
too painful,
for contention.

Tonight I will not struggle,
I will not strain,
I will not fold.

I will open towards the moon,
Unveiling my cracks and bumps and bruises,
I will breathe in light.

Tonight,
on my 34th birthday,
I am ready.

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